Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Along the way, the woman in black robes ahead held a small candle with a white flame, illuminating the wide, dim surroundings.

Just as its name suggests, the Youxu Sect's base was completely dark, with hardly any lights or fires. It was so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and only a martial artist could barely make out what was happening.

Before long, she returned to the spacious, funnel-shaped space.

After climbing hundreds of steps to the bottom, you stand beside a small, still slowly burning fire, about the size of a campfire.

The black-robed figures who had been sitting cross-legged around the Pure Fire had all left, leaving only the two of them in the vast space.

Without a word, Yin Wanluan reached out her hand. She gathered a tiny white flame, about the size of a fire, from the drifting embers of the bonfire and gently lifted it up.

Xi Heng stared intently.

"The so-called teleportation is the 'unlimited spiritual transformation, ten thousand miles in a breath' technique of the Fire Prison Locking Spirit Array. If one is close to the fire array point, one can activate it without talismans."

She directly crushed the pure fire in her hand into countless fragments, and chanted the four words "spiritual transformation without limit" in a clear and spiritual voice. Points of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, surrounding the two girls around the pure fire, and slowly twisted and spun.

The bluish-white light obscured vision and also blocked most of our perception of the outside world.

Just three or four seconds later, she heard a loud burning sound—a sound that a flame as small as a pure fire could not produce.

As the blue light gradually faded, a cluster of yellow flames nearly two people tall could be seen slowly burning, and she returned to the Resentful Fire Stone Altar in the center of Corpse Valley Market.

“Indeed, it’s a matter of ten thousand miles in a single breath,” Xi Heng said.

"Is it possible to master it?"

"I've memorized the pattern of the flames..." The girl walked towards the yellow flames, approached them, and released her own resentful flames.

With a wave pattern similar to the one before, it was slowly introduced into the yellow flames in front of it.

After failing on the first attempt, Xi Heng frowned and sped up his typing.

Then, he looked around.

Under her expectant gaze, everything in the world seemed to respond to her, with bluish-white spiritual light appearing around her.

The aura grew increasingly bright until it completely enveloped its surroundings and began to twist.

Xi Heng sensed that he was about to be teleported and silently closed his eyes.

A moment later, the sound of the fireworks bursting in a roaring fire was heard from a different location.

Opening his eyes, the spiritual light gradually dissipated, and he found himself still around the Temple of Heaven, only now he was back where the woman in black robes had been below.

"The distance is so short." The girl tilted her head.

"So even those who don't understand array formations can use their power if they find the right method." Yin Wanluan seemed to be talking to herself, and after a moment of silence, she answered Xi Heng:

"The location determined by the Spirit Transformation Technique is this Stone Valley Market. If you use it again, you will naturally only return to the same area."

"So, if you set your location elsewhere, you can travel to any place at will?" Xi Heng tried to apply this analogy to other situations.

"That's not the case. The Spirit Transformation Without Limits can only allow cultivators to move between the positions of the array points."

"Tsk, it can only teleport to the vicinity of various flames?"

"Currently, the Youxu Sect's Pure Fire has only determined the locations of this place and the underground Pure Fire. Other array points are still inaccessible. We need to infiltrate with Pure Fire first to determine the coordinates, then use Pure Fire to contact the grand array and teleport there."

"Do I need to unlock more...?"

“Other illusions and mist spells do not have such restrictions and can be applied directly to the eye,” the other party said calmly. “However, they can only be used in the area occupied by the resentful fire that you control.”

"It doesn't seem to be of much use right now." Xi Heng pressed his temples.

"The Spirit Locking Array focuses on locking spirits; spells are merely auxiliary and there are no offensive moves available."

“However, these spells are quite convenient if we can control all the resentful flames in the Fire Hell.” She nodded: “Give me the information on the Foundation Establishment cultivators who need to be rescued. I will also infuse the resentful flames with purifying fire along the way.”

"Okay." Yin Wanluan nodded.

"On the mountainside of Tianxi Peak on the east side, there is a Qing Shi Temple, where a great cultivator from the Wanbao Pavilion once resided. He was skilled in the art of talisman arrays, but his movements and incantations as a puppet were inevitably clumsy. As a sword cultivator, you could try to directly and quickly defeat him head-on, crushing him before he could unleash his array arrays..."

After listening to this long explanation, her only reply was, "Do you have a map?"

“Of course.” The other person pulled a rough yellow sheet of paper from their sleeve.

"Help me put a punctuation mark." The girl covered her mouth and yawned.

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I couldn't catch up on yesterday's update, I'll add it later ('??')シ┳━┳

Volume 1: Chapter 175 (Chapter 168), Sweeping Away the Village

Under the bright, white moonlight, the silvery glow illuminated the earth clearly.

With her sharp eyesight, she could see even the darkest corners clearly.

At this moment, Xi Heng had parted ways with the black-robed woman from Youxu Sect, and carrying a marked map, he left Shigu Market and headed towards Tianxi Peak in the northeast.

Despite its name, Tianxi Peak is not wide or tall. In fact, it is much smaller than the main peak of Yaowang Mountain, which is common in the Great Zhao Kingdom, and only slightly larger than Penglai Mountain in the capital.

Just like on Mount Penglai, there are pavilions built by the emperor for cultivating one's inner energy and some buildings of the Astronomical Observatory.

There is also a small group of buildings called Qing Shi Guan on the mountainside, which houses many cultivator puppets that have been corrupted by resentful fire.

The buildings are simple in appearance, with a few stone-carved trees placed on both sides of the road leading up the mountain.

The roadside was littered with charred, broken flowers and leaves, beneath which tiny new flower branches sprouted, bearing blue flowers the size of a thumb—Xi Heng had never seen such flowers in the Great Zhao Dynasty, they were probably unique to the cultivation world.

She gently lowered her hand, her fingers tracing the petals and leaves, and the blue flower swayed slightly for a moment.

I slightly raised my gaze and looked ahead.

Under the clear moonlight, one can see multi-story buildings with green tiles and white walls standing in the distance.

The building's surface also has many burn marks and ash, but its overall appearance is still relatively intact, unlike the buildings in the previous Ishiya Ward which have become a series of ruins.

There is a courtyard wall outside the building, and the charred gate, which is peeling off and cracked, is half open.

A vengeful fire puppet, dressed in tattered, coarse black clothes, stood in front of the door. Its entire body was covered in pus and boils from the flames, leaving hardly a intact spot.

He stood steadily, holding an iron rod, his two eyes, glowing with a faint red light, constantly scanning left and right like a camera.

Xi Heng approached without any attempt to conceal himself, and his eyes immediately became fixed on her.

The zombie immediately raised its weapon, wielding the iron rod with practiced ease, the wind whistling as streaks of blue-green spiritual light rose from the weapon's rotation.

However, the girl below only glanced up once, and a white mark suddenly appeared in the air—slicing across the neck of the guard in front of the door.

With a soft, tearing sound, the zombie's blood-red head flew high into the air without warning, spraying out a torrent of blood from its body.

Blood was poured onto the newly sprouted blue-green flowers below the steps, causing them to sway for a moment and adding a touch of darkness to their surface.

First, the head fell to the ground with a thud, and then the headless body knelt down and fell forward.

"As expected, the sword heart is still more useful," the girl muttered to herself.

From the moment she arrived, she began to continuously expand her Sword Heart Domain.

Wherever she goes, her sword spirit extends to a radius of 100 meters, and no movement can escape her perception.

Other spells and talismans require pinching the fingers, chanting incantations, and flicking the talisman to release them.

To unleash sword energy with sword intent, all that's needed is a fleeting thought and a small amount of mental energy.

Once the thought crosses your mind, the enemy's head will fly off, easily dealt with.

The girl continued her journey up the steps, and as she casually looked around, she saw a stone tablet standing next to the courtyard gate, with the three characters 'Qingshi Temple' inscribed in simple script.

As he ascended the steps of the courtyard gate, before stepping inside, Xi Heng first took out a round bead with a faint golden glow from his waist and made it float towards the ground.

A moment later, a few wisps of red and yellow light seeped from the depths of the lonely head's pupils, drifting like smoke toward the pale gold pearl.

The Pearl of Resentment absorbed it, adding even more golden light.

She put it back into the brocade pouch and stepped into the courtyard.

Behind the door, three zombie cultivators dressed in tattered Taoist robes looked at her at the same time, their three pairs of burning red and yellow eyes showing a strong malice towards her.

And one of them had already started chanting incantations.

However, in the next instant, an even wider white streak appeared in the sky.

The sword wound cut through the air, and three heads flew up simultaneously, their blood shooting into the sky.

"If a cultivator doesn't use protective spells, regardless of whether they are in the mid-to-late stage of Qi Refining, they cannot dodge this attack..."

If these cultivators are all fully prepared for her arrival, Xi Heng will need to stir up the resentment fire to easily destroy them.

Now, the cultivator has transformed into a zombie ghost and lost his mind. Without a head, the creature cannot withstand more than a few moves from her.

Xi Heng calmly withdrew his hand, then took out the Resentment-Accumulating Bead and flicked it forward.

Having absorbed the resentment, they continued forward.

Throughout the journey, the Sword Heart Domain remained open, and they encountered almost no trouble.

Even when surrounded by more than a dozen zombies, they could not disrupt her steps.

This courtyard of the Taoist temple is filled with weak individuals in the mid-to-late stages of Qi Refining.

Although Xi Heng wasn't even at the first level of Qi Refining, his overall strength far surpassed that of these people.

As they walked, if any of these vengeful fire puppets dared to approach, their heads would be chopped off by a sudden burst of sword energy.

During this time, I also encountered body cultivators with relatively tough bodies, but I could still kill them with two or three more hits.

The girl strolled leisurely through the area, occasionally tossing out a resentment-gathering bead to collect her spoils, or crouching down to examine the magical artifacts and equipment used by the zombies, before rising again to hum a song and head further in.

It was as if she wasn't there to risk her life fighting enemies, but rather to enjoy a picnic in the countryside.

If the surrounding scenery weren't charred black ash from a fire, but instead consisted of actual Taoist temples with green eaves and white walls, it would look even more like one.

After passing through the central courtyard, Xi Heng used his light-footed skill to step onto a rooftop and headed towards the deepest part of the entire Qing Shi Temple, following the direction marked on the map.

According to intelligence, the cultivator who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage was not the master of Qing Shi Temple, but returned to this place immediately when the resentment fire erupted. He used an array plate to create a protective barrier to safeguard his family and children who remained in the backyard of Qing Shi Temple.

But in the end, under the relentless onslaught of the vengeful demonic fire that lasted for almost a whole month, all defensive measures were destroyed and shattered. The array master naturally withered and fell, controlled by the vengeful fire, and became a general among the zombie ghosts.

“The distance is probably not far…” Xi Heng rolled up the map with both hands, looked at the detailed building specifications drawn on it, and nodded gently.

She had already passed through the central courtyard; ahead lay the place where the person she was looking for was.

The charred door was tightly shut, and the flowers and plants on the ground, along with the soil, were charred black, unlike other places that still retained a trace of life and new life—the raging fire in the backyard seemed to have been raging for much longer.

There were still faint traces of magic array patterns on the ground, but they were all damaged and decayed. The remaining spiritual light still existed on the surface of the array, as if a layer of fluorescent powder had been sprinkled on it.

Xi Heng stepped onto the faint glow of the fluorescent light with his brocade shoes and walked to the tightly closed courtyard gate.

Then, with remarkable fluidity, he slightly pulled his upper body back and kicked forward with his right leg with great force.

The moment the thick courtyard gate came into contact with the external force, it immediately turned into countless dust and fragments, bursting out into the distance like shotgun pellets, transforming into a violent rainstorm.

As Xi Heng exerted his strength, the fragments pierced straight through several zombies behind the door and knocked them to the ground.

The sword energy swept past, and the spacious courtyard, spanning dozens of meters in front of them, was now empty of anyone standing.

Xi Heng took out his sword and twirled it, preparing to use the Resentment-Accumulating Pearl, when he saw the gate of the mansion not far away break open.

From within, a middle-aged man with gray hair slowly walked out.

This person was dressed in a plain white robe, like that used in rituals. There were no burnt or rotten spots on his body. He had a head of dry, gray-black hair and looked more like a 'human' than other vengeful ghosts.

However, the yellow flames still shimmered in his eyes, indicating that he was still controlled by the resentful fire.

Upon arriving in the courtyard, the other party, without saying a word, first took out a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) patterned plate.

The magic weapon has two layers, inner and outer, rotating in opposite directions. Spiritual light emanates from the Tai Chi pattern at the very center, while the already faded and blurred magic array on the ground begins to glow.

"So this is the array plate..."

Xi Heng recalled what the woman in black robes had said earlier:

When facing this enemy, it is necessary to quickly defeat him head-on before he activates the magic array, otherwise the difficulty will increase significantly.

The blade was immediately lifted slightly, grasped by both hands, and held in front of the shoulders.

In a moment of preparation, a step is taken and the energy bursts forth.

The red outfit and casually tied white hair transformed into a ghostly figure in a sudden thrust, arriving in an instant.

One second they were a hundred meters away, the next they were right in front of the white-robed cultivator, the sharp blade pointing straight at his brow.

But then a talisman appeared out of thin air and blocked the sharp blade.